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Utopia	By : FlayraDowitcher Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 3044 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 9
- 10
- 11
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***Warnings: Language, humor, political talk, some fluff
***Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. I am making no money off of this fic
***Extra! Extra! The extra short story following this chapter will be Francis and Arthur's tale. In the next chapter, it will be Heracles and Sadiq's story. Please enjoy!***

We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down

So turn the volume loud, cause it's mayhem 'til the a.m

So crank the bass up like crazy and let yourself go, let yourself go

Say fuck it before we kick the bucket

Life's too short to not go for broke

So everybody, everybody (Go berzerk!)' -Berzerk- Eminem
Chapter 9: Bleeding Hearts
Time stood still for a moment. Neither one moved or broke their gaze. Feliciano was blushing, wishing that he had made a better choice. How was he going to explain himself now? He was caught peeking at Ludwig, and after that time in the woods, what was the demon going to think? He knew that he wanted to be with Ludwig but was no where near prepared for anything of a sexual nature. He was simply curious a moment ago. But curiosity killed the cat, as they say. All Feliciano wanted was someone to sleep with, to cuddle up to and feel cherished. Even if Ludwig was unfamiliar with emotions, the demon was capable of simply holding him.
"Why are you in my bed?" Ludwig asked.
"I'm sorry, Ludwig, but I didn't mean to do that!" He whimpered.
"Is there something that you wish of me?"
Feliciano gulped, pulling the covers up to his nose. What harm would there be in telling Ludwig the truth? If Ludwig was a person who needed everything explained in full to understand, then it wouldn't hurt to let the demon know how he feels. "I...I really like you, Ludwig. I like you more than a friend or a...demon roommate. I don't want...that...yet but I know I just want to be with you."
"Be with me? You are with me."
"No, I mean...be with you...like a boyfriend."
"Oh!" He blushed himself. "I understand what you mean."
"But I want a relationship like my brother had with Antonio. I was always jealous of them because they had a wonderful relationship. Romano always had Antonio to sleep next to at night. To hold and to cuddle...to keep one another safe." He sat up and Ludwig did the same. "I feel that connection with you, Ludwig. I want to be with you like that."
Ludwig was speechless. He really didn't know what to say. Feliciano was honest, he could see it in those innocent, frightful eyes. There was a connection between them, but Ludwig figured it was simply bloodlust and the need to dominate a human virgin. Feliciano was a sweet individual who was capable of becoming a human lover to a demon, if only he could get over his constant laziness and lack of motivation. And that whining! But what was it about Feliciano that made him different from the rest of the humans? He held that strange power displayed in the woods, that mysterious magic of controlling ghosts and screaming. Feliciano was an important piece of the puzzle, and if they were going to take over the world then perhaps keeping Feliciano close by was a wise move. If the human was indeed different from the rest, Ludwig would like to have control over him. Yet what Feliciano was asking for is a foreign policy to him. He mostly slept alone, avoided relationships, and sure as Hell didn't cuddle.
"Ludwig? Did I say something to upset you?"
"No, I was just thinking about what you said. I have never been in a relationship before. I have been with other demons but that was only in the mating sense. But may I ask one thing?" He nodded. "Are you doing this to secure a place in the uprising?"
"No! Not like that! I want to be with you because I like you. The demons taking over the world scares me, and I don't want to be captured and used by another demon! I just want to be with you, Ludwig." He gave a shy smile. "Do you want to be with me?"
'I want to claim you, yes.' He said to himself. "Feli, it is not safe for us to be together." He saw the hurt look on Feliciano's face. "Perhaps if you were a demon then things may be different. However, you are only a simple human whose duty it is to keep us safe on earth. Allowing ourselves a relationship, like Gilbert or Alfred have with Ivan, is not, in my opinion, a wise idea. I hope you are not too upset?" Ludwig figured it wasn't the best time to tell Feliciano that he wanted his body and nothing else. Those were his demon instincts telling him what to do. Getting together with Feliciano would only pose as a new threat to the Fiends. They may want to use Feliciano against him some time soon, so it was best they remained as they were.
"Oh...um...no, I'm not upset." He wasn't upset, he was devastated. Ludwig didn't want to be with him. The demon only wanted sex and nothing more. He felt so stupid and embarrassed. So much for having a relationship like Romano did with Antonio. Ludwig was no Antonio! "Sorry to have bothered you. I'll just go." He got out of bed, hiding his face as he rushed from the room.
Ludwig sighed, covering his face with his hand. "Damn it all."
Feliciano stood outside the door for a moment, his chest heaving with the promise of tears. How stupid he was to think Ludwig would want him! Never again would he take Sadiq or Alfred's advice again! He heard footsteps approaching and looked up to see Kiku standing before him. The kitsune seemed to know and sense what had happened and opened his arms. Feliciano walked into the embrace, slumping against the fox.
"I made a fool of myself."
"It is a lesson learned. Come, let's go back to your brothers room."
"I just wanted a chance to have something special." He wiped at his eyes as he followed Kiku. "Like my brother had with Antonio."
"But you are not your brother, you are Feliciano. Twins or not, you are still your own person, and your destiny may be far greater than his."
"Being a slave for demons? I don't think that's destiny." He gasped softly. "I'm sorry. You're only trying to help me I didn't mean to-"
"It's not a problem." He held the door open. "Do not worry yourself."
"Kiku, do you think it's okay what the demons are doing to humans? Making them slaves?"
"I do not completely agree with their methods but I would like to see humans spiritual again. The human race will have an easier time if the Five Nations take over. There will still be a chance for humans to live their everyday lives."
"But with demon duke overlords." He sat next to Romano. "Maybe Romano is the real lucky one in all this. He can sleep through everything."
"Why don't you get some rest? Everything will look better in the morning. Tomorrow is another day."
Feliciano got into bed next to his brother, staring at the expressionless face and wondering just how much Romano could hear. He wanted to tell him about Ludwig and the overthrow of the human race. But why worry him in his sleep? He turned around to see Kiku seated on the floor, appearing to be meditating. "Will you stay with me through the night?" He asked.
"I will. You may rest easy. Goodnight."
"Goodnight."

The next morning, Gilbert was the first one awake and hobbled lazily into the living room. The air was vacant of breakfast. No pancakes, no waffles, no coffee, and no meats. Where was the human and why wasn't he cooking? Stepping into the kitchen, he flipped on the light and startled said human, who was drinking from the milk carton. Gilbert quickly caught the carton before it could fall out of the human's hand. "Little trouble there?" He smirked, but Feliciano just shook his head and kept staring. "What?"
"N-nothing."
Gilbert wondered if there was something on his face, then realized he had removed his sunglasses. "Oh, now I see why you're scared. There's no reason to be, you know. These stitches don't hurt me. Here, touch them." Feliciano shook his head rapidly. "They won't bite, I promise." He took Feliciano's hand and brought it up to his face. "Go ahead. They won't bother you as much once you are used to seeing them."
Feliciano wanted nothing less than to touch the stitches holding Gilberts eyes together, but the demon gave him no choice. He grew tense when his fingertips touched the left eye and the row of stitches. Nothing happened when he touched them. The thread was thick but smooth. "Do you miss having eyes?"
"Yes. My eyes were an awesome shade of pink- probably one of the reasons why the enemy gouged them out. Souvenirs, you know?" He chuckled. "I've gotten over it, though. I don't think about it any more really. Ivan likes me just the way I am. Any coffee up?"
"I'll make some right now." Even Gilbert had a good relationship! Maybe this was just his luck and if he's not enslaved by demons he might as well start collecting cats.
"What's on your mind, kid?" Gilbert asked. "You seem tense, and sad. Put on a smile for me! Don't frown like my brother does." He saw how the human became tensed at that. "Did something happen with my brother? Want me to kick his ass?"
"No!" he spun around. "I'm sorry, but it's nothing your brother did."
"You're full of it. Come on, what happened? No one knows Ludwig like I do. I wiped his ass as a baby and carried him around on my back. Nothing you say will upset me. And I'm certain it was him who did wrong."
Turning on the coffee, Feliciano took a seat at the white table opposite of him. Should he really tell Gilbert what happened? Gilbert was fairly protective of his brother, and he didn't want to insult him. The albino demon was waiting patiently, staring at him with those stitched up eyes. It was a little unnerving, knowing that although the lids were closed Gilbert could still see as if he had eyes.
"Come on, then! Speak up! I'm gonna grow a beard by the time you tell me."
"I feel a little embarrassed telling you."
"Nah, don't be! I'm here to help." He put his feet on the table. "Talk to me." He leaned back in the chair.
Beginning, Feliciano blushed softly. "Well...I like your brother...a lot...and I went to his room to...just sleep beside him because I'm scared of all that's happening."
Gilbert smirked. "He didn't yell at you, did he? Ludwig doesn't always like to be bothered for silly things when he's sleeping."
"What I wanted was to feel...um..." He wanted to slam his head on the table. "To feel like I had a boyfriend, just like my brother. I wanted that same thing with Ludwig. Sadiq and Alfred told me to just go ahead and do it, but now..." he looked down sadly. "Now Ludwig is mad at me, I think. He doesn't want to be close like that with me."
Gilbert nodded. "I can see him saying that. My brother has never been too comfortable with relationships of any kind. Don't listen to what Alfred and Sadiq say when it comes to Ludwig. You have any questions, you come to ME first. I know Ludwig better than he knows himself. But I can't blame him for saying no to you trying to have a relationship with him."
"Why? Is it because I'm a liability?"
"You are very important to us. If the Fiends knew you and Ludwig had a relationship, don't you think they would try and use you to get to him? If anything, Ludwig is looking out for you. He's keeping you safe."
"But then why did he kiss me in the woods? You weren't there, but we made out."
"That's demon urges, kid." He smirked. "We all have them. You're a cute little virgin human flowing with scrumptious life blood. To us, that's like an aphrodisiac. Like all lust, it shouldn't be mistaken for love or general attraction."
"Oh." Feliciano looked down at his lap, feeling more like a fool than he had ever felt. "Thanks. I'll make that coffee for you now. How do you like it?" He had to get his mind off of Ludwig and his own stupidity before he burst in to tears. Gilbert told him how he wanted the coffee prepared and Feliciano made it for him. He placed it in front of Gilbert but the demon grabbed his wrist, holding him in place.
"Don't hate Ludwig for this. I'm sure he feels bad enough already for telling you the truth. I don't want Ludwig losing focus, okay?" Feliciano nodded. "Good. Thanks for the coffee."
The moment Feliciano left the kitchen he went straight to Romano's room, passing by Ivan on the way but not saying a word. He glanced at Ludwig's room as he passed it, not sure if he was feeling sad or angry. What's more, he didn't know if he was more angry at himself for being stupid. How was he going to face Ludwig now? For the time being he could hide with Romano, but they would ask where he is eventually. The room was empty when he entered save for Romano on the bed. He pulled up a spare chair to the bed and watched the idle form. He was really going to end up with nothing once the demons take over. Ludwig won't want him as a boyfriend and none of the other demons are appealing to him. Would he end up being Ludwig's human slave to live with him? Would he have to do slave like things? Hard labor, clean dishes, wash floors? While all that was better than being eaten, Feliciano hated hard work. Especially physical labor. Cleaning he never really minded, but if he could avoid doing it then he would.
"Oh Romano, what's going to become of us? I don't want to leave you behind when the time comes...but if I should get taken away as a slave-" He imagined Ludwig putting him in chains. "I might not be able to take you with me." Then, a thought occurred to him. If Ludwig only lusted at him, then what was to stop the large demon from making him into a sex slave? He would have no choice! Ludwig would have the power and authority to do just as he wishes. If they hadn't had stopped in the woods that day he would have given himself to Ludwig. Probably. 'Me a sex slave? I cant even watch pornography!' Ludwig would end up killing him.
That settles it. He was not going to leave this room and the only one he would talk to is Kiku. He didn't want to face any of the demons right now.

"Ludwig, can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Yes brother?" He followed Gilbert out onto the balcony. "What is it?"
Gilbert rests his arms on the railing. "I spoke to Feliciano this morning. He was very upset about something. About something you said to him last night."
Ludwig frowned. "He did? What did he say?"
"That he wants a relationship with you and you only want to fuck him."
He growled. "I said nothing in such a vulgar way, and neither did he! Those are your words, brother."
"Regardless, they're true." Gilbert smiled at his frowning brother. "I know it upset you to have to say no to him, but I also understand why you did it." He turned to lean back against the railing now. "You did let a tasty little morsel slip through your meaty hands. Right now, a relationship with Feliciano wouldn't be the wisest…but afterwards, when all this is over…" He wiggled his brows.
"What would I do with a human?" Ludwig asked him seriously. "I am demon. He is human."
"He's not fully human, Ludwig. With those new powers popping up from him, there may be something more there than we think there is. Sure, he's a scatterbrain numbskull who probably can't tie his shoes, but he would make for a very dear friend, and lover."
Ludwig looked out at the sunrise over the city. "I have no time for relationships. I desire him, yes. I wish to claim him as my own but not in the same sense of you and Ivan. No other demon is allowed to have him."
Gilbert smirked. "That sounds like-"
"It sounds like nothing." Ludwig growled. "I know I have to protect him. Demon, human, ghost, whatever he is, I have to keep him safe from harm. He is a very sweet little man, but he is still only a man. I don't think I'm his type anyway. He only wants the security of having someone next to him. Feliciano is jealous of his brother's relationship with that angel, and he wants the same. He can't get that kind of emotion from me."
Gilbert tapped his finger on the railing. "So you're saying…that it's okay to plow his brains out and break his back, but not to cuddle?"
He snarled, baring his fangs. "You speak as if I am some sort of monster. I know you go on and on about wanting me to find someone to spend eternity with, but Gilbert, I've never been that kind of person. As human or demon. I couldn't give Feliciano what he really wants."
Gilbert shrugged his shoulders. "There's an old, old saying for times like these, little bro. Why don't you give it a try?" Ludwig rolled his eyes. "You won't know until you try. Remember when we were young during one of our walks in the woods and you got hungry? The only things to eat were mushrooms and you didn't want to eat one because they looked 'dirty'. Once I made you try them, you liked them! So you won't know unless you try!" He grinned.
"If I recall correctly-" he mockingly tapped his chin. "Those were mushrooms not fit for human consumption and we both got terrible belly aches that night and threw up until the following evening. Yes, you guided me so well, big brother. You almost poisoned me with your guidance."
"Oh, ONE mistake! ONE! My entire life, and I never hear the end of it. Nag, nag, nag." He moved his hand like a mouth.
Ludwig made a grunt of annoyance. "What is the point of all this, Gilbert?"
"My point is, just give a relationship a try. Look, what else could go wrong in your life? You were burned to death, turned into a demon, and lived your life these past thousand years in total Abyssal darkness. What's a little bit of kissy-kissy cuddle?"
"I know you want only the best for me, brother. But I would like us to make decisions about me together. Understand? Right now we are on different wave lengths."
Gilbert sighed. "Whatever. He would be a perfect match for you. Don't think about it for too long because once we nations take over, our kingdoms will emerge and another demon will snatch Feli right up." He leapt back when Ludwig threw out his wings.
"No other demon can have him!"
The white demon laughed out loud. "I knew it! You have little sibling syndrome!" Ludwig flared. "I always let you win, and it still shows to this day! While we're on the subject, how come you never defended my honor when Ivan was courting me?" He crossed his arms and tapped his foot.
Ludwig raised a brow. "What honor? You were a full grown adult male. You can make your own choices, regardless of my feelings. If Ivan were to ever harm you in any way, then that would cause a very big problem. Don't make me have to mess with the Russians, Gilbert."
"I went after Alfred when he dumped you!"
"I wasn't the least bit upset! I was glad to get rid of him! That laugh and stupid smile and…all the LOUD." Ludwig had to cover his ears in memory. "I'd rather have a nagging wife. That was YOU who decided to defend my honor that wasn't even scarred."
Gilbert gave a 'hmph'. "Fine then! Be that way!" He couldn't help but grin and tweaked his brother's nose. "I just love you, ya, you little fungus!" He gave him a kiss on the cheek followed by a slap before going back inside.
Ludwig leaned over the balcony at the awakening city, watching the sun light up the skyscrapers. At least it was a sunny day; the human would approve. The human: Feliciano Vargas. Ludwig dragged a hand down his face. Why did everything have to be so complicated? He admitted to feeling a connection with the whiner, but it wasn't enough to start a relationship. Would Feliciano make a good lover? Of course he would. The human could cook, clean (when he wanted too), and had a lot of love to give. Ludwig feared it would be too much love, which could be dangerous. Gilbert's intense brotherly love for him made the brother give up his own life in return for his. Gilbert had let the Romans mutilate, rape, and dismember him just so he could have the chance to run. What kind of guilt would an intimate relationship bring? He still harbored guilt for Gilbert's death, but it was his brother's choice in the end. If something ever happened to Feliciano…Ludwig knew he could never forgive himself. Should any other demons get their hands on the precious treasure that Feliciano's everything, the weak human would be used in multiple ways before being devoured. He couldn't allow that to happen. Not to that stupidly innocent little crybaby.
'Which is why I should keep myself from getting too close. Too much fondness for someone complicates things…and love is the worst.' He didn't want to go back inside just yet.

"That kid looks just like him." Gilbert said while digging his fork into the cheesecake he was sharing with Sadiq and Ivan. All three were on the sofa watching another rerun of 'Maury'.
"It's not his kid." Sadiq answered between chews. "She knows who the father is. The mother always has a stronger instinct."
Ivan just sat between them, sucking the bits of cake off the prongs of the fork. This show was very entertaining.
Gilbert scoffed. "Then why would she tell all these people if she knows already?"
Sadiq clonked his hoof on the floor. "Do you know how many women 'claimed' to have my baby? I was a top star general with wealth and fame. Those women would have the easy life if they bore my child, but they would have to prove it."
Ivan pointed to the screen with his fork. "But they have a special test that you guys didn't have. It is really amazing the things they can do now!"
"I can tell you right now he's not the father." Sadiq said and shushed them when the results were read, and he was right. "Ha!"
"Booo!" Gilbert hissed at him.
"Sadiq wins again." Ivan finished off the last of the cheesecake. They all looked up when Ludwig walked in.
"Hey bro!" Gilbert waved him over. "Wanna watch people make assholes of themselves?"
Ludwig frowned. "Why? I live with them." Ivan pouted and whimpered. Sadiq gave him the finger and Gilbert told him to shove it. But their taunting didn't stop there.
"Hey bro, we got a new job for ya!" Gilbert grinned. "Tell him, Ivan."
Ivan twirled the tips of his horns. "You can be a 'Sexy Decoy' for the Maury show!"
Ludwig didn't get the joke when the three burst out laughing at his expense. He couldn't find it in himself to care any less. "Hilarious." He tried to leave again, but Gilbert's voice stopped him.
"You free tonight?"
"Why?" Ludwig glared at him.
"Me, Alfred, and Sadiq are going 'clubbing' and then 'shootin' up a strip joint! We figured we try to enjoy what this world has to offer before we destroy it. And you need to have some fun!"
"If not," Sadiq smirked. "You get to stay home with Ivan."
Ivan smiled and held up a knitting bag he had found in the house. "We can make matching socks!"
Ludwig wasn't sure which was worse: going out on the town with those three jokers or staying home with a semi-domestic Ivan. Suddenly, the thought of throwing himself into a volcano sounded better. "I have plans of my own. Now, if you'll excuse me."
Ivan gave another whimper and his wings drooped. "Why doesn't anyone ever want to knit with me?"
"Because it's what women do." Gilbert answered but kissed his cheek.
"But I am very manly! A man can know how to rip off another's head and still make socks to keep his feet warm in the cold!"
Gilbert looked over Ivan at Sadiq. "Can you imagine the shit he would knit if he were pregnant or something?"
"I would be the best mommy in the world!" Ivan squealed happily and went off in a dream-like state.
"Isn't he awesome?" Gilbert gave Ivan a noogie.
Sadiq got up and walked away.

It was mid afternoon when Feliciano finally pulled himself out of bed. He was still exhausted even after getting extra hours of sleep, though they were fitful hours. Romano hadn't changed and he tucked his brother in before gathering fresh clothes for the day. Each bedroom had a drawer or wardrobe of clothes to 'borrow', but the ones he was using were a bit too big. Maybe a nice hot shower would help to perk him up a bit. This was the third time he had ever been so depressed. The first was the car accident, and the second was Antonio's death. Now this depression involved someone he liked not wanting to be with him. It just wasn't fair. Romano was nothing but cruel to Antonio and he was loved anyway. He was always referred to as 'the sweeter twin', but apparently when dealing with Ludwig that didn't matter. Maybe he should try being mean to Ludwig to gain his respect? Romano denied Antonio's invitation for a first date about four times before finally saying 'yes', but he couldn't do that with Ludwig. Ludwig wasn't as kind or easy-going like Antonio was.
As he headed for the shower, Ludwig was coming up the opposite way and their gazes met. Feliciano blushed and hid his face behind the pile of clothes, too embarrassed to face him. He shuffled along towards the bathroom, praying that Ludwig didn't stop to talk to him.
"Feli?"
'He said my nickname!' Feliciano took a deep breath and then peeked out from the clothes. "Y-Yes?"
Ludwig cleared his throat. "About last night…I don't want to make any real promises yet, but-"
"It's fine, Ludwig. Don't worry about it."
"No, listen to me. When the time comes for us to conquer the human world, I will take you to live with me and my brother. You won't be a human slave, but we will find something for you to do. This way, you don't have to be scared of the future, or worry about trying to be in a relationship with me to keep you from being a slave. This is what I can offer you."
It was better than nothing, yet it still wasn't the answer he wanted. "Okay, Ludwig. Thank you."
"Does that make you feel better?"
He forced a smile. "Yes, it does. Thanks." 'I have to run!' He darted for the bathroom, rushed in, and locked the door behind him. Not that a lock could keep any of the demons out, but it helped him to feel secure. If Ludwig had any respect he would not force the door open. 'I won't be a slave, but they will find work for me? Like what? Cleaning? Washing dishes? Polishing shoes?' He placed the clothes on the counter and turn on the hot water, letting it scold him. 'I wish I knew what my real destiny is. Kiku speaks of it…but I haven't seen anything yet…other than my strange powers.' Arthur was supposed to find answers for him but the warlock has been silent.
Feliciano sat on the shower floor letting the hot spray beat down on him as he wondered what his life would be like if he were an important demon like the others. If he were a demon like them then he could try and protect the humans they wanted to enslave. He could be the savior of the humans. Even he knew such a thought was a joke. It was wishful thinking. In truth, he would just be a servant to Ludwig and nothing else. He couldn't be a hero! All he could be, and ever will be, is a coward. A coward at heart. He couldn't even bear to look at Gilbert's stitches! How would he stand up for the human race against a bunch of demons that frightened him? That demon Botis was just one of hundreds of other demon captains! Some may be even worse than him!
'Why do I have to be so scared and useless all the time?' He silently cursed himself for being forever helpless.
After he was finished, he was surprised to see Kiku waiting for him, dressed normally and having the appearance of a human. Feliciano was happy to see him instead of Ludwig. "Good afternoon, Kiku. How was your meditation?"
"It went well. I thought since it is such a beautiful day we would take a walk in the park nearby. I hear the flowering trees there are wonderful to look at."
"I would love it! Then we could go for a nice cappuccino and gelato!"
Kiku looked nervous. "I…think just a friendly walk in the park would suffice."
Feliciano took his hand. "Don't be silly! Come on, let's go!" He pulled Kiku along and stopped by the living room where the demons were. "Kiku and I are going for a walk! Keep an eye on Romano for me, okay?"
Ludwig stood up from the recliner. "I'd rather you not leave without one of us. I will come as well."
Feliciano wanted to say 'no' but Kiku invited him along. Soon they were walking in awkward silence down the clean city street to the local park. Feliciano had never been in this part of the city and it was free of trash and crime. They passed a few specialty shops and bakeries, where he promised to bring Kiku to later. He was uncomfortable with Ludwig walking beside him, and the demon appeared to be anxious as well. Kiku broke the silence by pointing out the iron sign of the park.
"We are here."
"Oh wow! It's a big park!" Feliciano said as he hurried in.
"Feli! Don't run ahead of us!" Ludwig softly scolded.
"But look at that fountain over there!" he smiled and pointed. "I want to go!" Ignoring Ludwig's call to come back, he ended up tripping and falling.
Ludwig sighed. "He'll destroy himself before we take over the world." He watched as Feliciano whined and cried, rubbing his elbow.
"But you have to agree that his temperament and personality is very refreshing." Kiku smiled at the demon. "Where you come from such brightness in an individual is hard to come by."
"Hmph." He saw how quickly Feliciano stopped crying when two girls walked by, saying that he only had something in his eyes. Ludwig rubbed his temples. "He is hopeless."
"Perhaps. But look at how happy he is right now. This morning he was very depressed and sad. The fact that he is able to switch between moods so easily is fascinating."
"Ludwig! Ludwig!" Feliciano came running over to him. "There's a strange man looking at us funny! He's over there! I think he's a bum or something! But don't look or he'll know you're looking!"
"Then how am I suppose to tell if he is evil or not?" Ludwig grumbled and looked around for anyone suspicious. His demon sense told him that someone was nearby, and it wasn't one of them. The aura was that of a lesser demon but one belonging to the Fiends. "Stay behind me." He pushed the human behind and looked to Kiku. "Do you sense it too?"
Kiku nodded. "Something is in this park, yet I do not sense a lot of power. We may have only one demon to deal with."
Feliciano squeaked from behind Ludwig. "Does it seem dangerous?" So much for a nice walk in the park. He gasped. "That's the man! He's coming this way!"
Ludwig noticed the person Feliciano was speaking of and he stood tall. This was the aura he was sensing. The man was a demon but one that had possessed a human. The human's eyes were a solid yellow as it stood before them. 'I come with a message from the Three Fiends. They offer terms of peace and promise to grant you all a place in their court so long as you surrender and hand over the Fifth Accursed Nation.'
Kiku moved closer to Ludwig to further shield Feliciano from the demons gaze. "The Fifth Nation has not yet been discovered."
"Even if we did have the Fifth Nation, why would we hand them over to the Fiends?" Ludwig questioned. "That seems a rather ridiculous request, seeing as the Fiends fear the power of the five nations combined. We will be the supreme rulers of this new Utopia. We do not need positions from them."
The demon let out a laugh. 'You know so very little, Duke of the Amalekites.' Ludwig narrowed his gaze. 'General Seere wishes an audience with you. Look for his beam of light this eve after midnight! He will be very angry if you do not show.'
"I will be there." Ludwig promised.
The messenger demon looked at Feliciano. 'So very sweet.'
Ludwig growled, prepared to attack, when Kiku put an arm out to stop him. He watched as the kitsune stood in front of them, faced the demon, and began to glow with a bright light surrounding his form. The messenger demon in the human body could only stare at his glow in awe until the whole body turned solid white like a statue. Kiku's glow faded away, and with a simple wave of his hand, the demon's spirit left the human's body and disappeared into the air. The human man woke up with no idea what had happened and just walked away from them. Both Ludwig and Feliciano stared at Kiku.
"What did you do?" Ludwig asked.
Kiku folded his hands behind his back. "It was a spiritual cleansing. I removed the demon from the man's body and sent its spirit back to its own body. It is not something I can do often, but it is the least violent way I can think of."
Feliciano clapped his hands. "That was amazing, Kiku! To think you can help somebody so easily like that by glowing!"
Kiku, a little annoyed at Feliciano's ignorance (but also can't blame him) answered plainly. "It is a little more complicated than that." He turned to Ludwig. "Are you truly going to go alone tonight?"
"I will bring Ivan with me but that is all. Everyone else is to remain at the house, that goes for the both of you as well. Feli, there is something they want from you, and I believe it is for something more than we have previously thought. I would like you to stay with Kiku tonight in your brother's room. In fact, I want all of you in that room until Ivan and I come back. I may be able to get answers out of Seere."
"Ludwig?" Feliciano whispered his name. "You will keep protecting me, right?"
"I will." He answered. "I will protect you and your brother from the Fiends."
"We all will." Kiku laid a reassuring hand on Feliciano's shoulder.
Feliciano smiled a bit, playing with his curl. Suddenly, being the center of attention wasn't such a good thing. He took Kiku's hand in one and Ludwig's hand in the other. "Then let's just try to enjoy the day together!"

2:00 a.m.
In their demon forms, Ludwig and Ivan stood atop a building looking for Seere's beam of light. They had been standing there for more than an hour waiting for the sign to appear. Ivan was bored and yawning. Ludwig invited this particular demon because Ivan could be very threatening and many of the Fiend followers were cautious of him. But he also had another use for Ivan, and that was to hopefully catch either Seere's himself or someone with him. The demon general would not likely come by himself. If they catch one demon Ivan will get every bit of information out of it. The large demon had never failed in that before. At the moment, Ludwig saw himself as the brain and Ivan as the muscle.
"There it is!" Ivan pointed to the green beam near a body of water.
Ludwig spread his wings. "Let's go."
The beam was coming from the docks, which were dark and currently deserted. There was a lineup of yachts at the dock and the green beam was coming from the largest one at the end. The two demons approached it without fear, hopped onto the boat, and entered into the house. Seated on the couch was the smirking form of general Seere with two naked female demons on either side of him. Seere had planned that in some way; Ludwig had no doubt he brought the females just in case Ivan came, since Ivan wouldn't torture women. He never had and never would. Seere didn't appear surprised that Ivan was with him, either. The elder demon sat cross legged with his arms around the females. All three were bright red in skin color with their small horns being the same shade as well. Seere had a long black beard but his hair was white, much like Gilbert's. He was not dressed in full battle armor, but rather his under clothes with a sash of metals. Seere was the top general of the Three Fiends' army, yet in Ludwig's opinion he was the least troublesome one. General Seere, given his age, expressed a noble side that other generals and captains did not have. Seere was known to accept defeat and respond to reason or logic, a good reason as to why HE was summoned by the Fiends.
Seere spoke in Abyssal. "Duke Ludwig, and Duke Ivan. It's always an honor to see you. Please, help yourself to one of my women."
Ivan raised an amused brow and looked to Ludwig to answer. "We appreciate the offer but will decline. As requested, I am here."
"I knew you would come. Please, sit." He brought over a bottle of wine through the air and some glasses, letting the wine pour itself. "I never start talking business without a good drink."
Ludwig grew suspicious. "Since when do you drink human wine?"
Seere smiled. "Who said it was human wine?"
Now Ludwig could smell it, and it was not wine but blood. "What kind is it?" He took the glass that floated over to him, as did Ivan.
"Young virgins. I know you and your fellow dukes do not approve of babies blood so I brought the next best thing. Fear not, it's not poisoned. If I had wanted to kill you you'd all be dead eons ago."
Ludwig had no doubt in Seere's words and sipped the blood, licking his lips. Damn his demon instincts! Ivan had downed his already with Seere offering him more.
"Now then, if you'll have a seat we will discuss business. I am not here to fight, nor am I here to kill you. We have a few, well, concerns."
"Who is we?" Ludwig asked.
"The Three Fiends, of course. Now then, I will be completely honest with you. I have no care who takes over the world, be it the nations or the Fiends. Humans mean nothing to me. I don't care to own them and I don't care to eat them. This is why the Fiends chose me to speak for them."
"You will understand if my fellow dukes and I have some skepticism about that?"
Seere nodded. "Of course. I would be cautious as well. But we are here to discuss the Fifth Nation, and you currently have him."
Ivan looked to Ludwig. "We do?"
Ludwig shook his head. "We do not have the Fifth Nation."
Seere smiled. "You do. He just hasn't been reborn yet. Your little human vessel is much more than a food and power source for you. I'm sure you have witnessed him do…strange things, correct?"
"Are you saying that Feliciano is the Fifth Nation?" Ludwig had had some inkling but he didn't want to believe it. Feliciano as a demon duke? He'd bring down the entire Abyss!
"I am. However, our resources show that he, unlike you, will have two choices when he dies. Two choices at eternal life."
"Two? And these are?" This was news to Ludwig.
Seere stroked the cheek of the one of the females. "The angels of the Light World, of course."
Ivan gave a snort. "Since when does the Light World wish to get involved with earth?"
"Ever since we began fighting for it. They want a piece of the pie now. As we all know, those 'angels' are anything but holy and innocent. They will enslave the human race the same as we would, however, they would conduct things a little bit differently. If they get control of the earth, then our demon kind will be banished forever in the Abyss. We will never get a second chance at world domination."
"Are you suggesting the Dark One team up with the Fiends?" Ludwig asked. "The Dark One will not do that."
Seere nodded. "I know. My masters do not want to do it either. However, if the Light World gets a hold of your human, Feliciano, his name is? If they get a hold of him then they will use his life force as a vessel to let the 'Blessed Light' shine down on the world, releasing every fucking angel warrior into the mortal world. Those angels shine so brightly that we will be no match for them, and your human would glow the brightest."
Ludwig looked down into his glass of blood, seeing Feliciano's smiling and stupid face in it. So he was the Fifth Nation: The Raphaim. The Cowards. But if what Seere says is true, then everything they knew up until now was a lie. If Feliciano had the choice to choose between Light and Dark, he'd choose Light. Feliciano owed them nothing. If he joined the Light World, he would not have to fear being enslaved and he would actually HELP the humans. Why would the simple minded human, who loved everything bright and happy, want to spend the rest of his life in the dark Abyss with them? There was no sunlight, no flowers, and nothing 'pretty' like he was used to in this world. The Light World would see to the earth staying the way it is. Also, the Light World had more opportunities than the Dark World did.
"But, there is one little issue. SOMEONE from the Light World is present in this world right now and keeping Feliciano safe from the Darkness." Seere stated. "If his twin brother were awake we could have had a better chance snatching one of them to use to our advantage. Both twins hold equal power. But that SOMEONE has protected the brother by putting him in a deep sleep so we can't use his power. Self sacrifice, and whatnot." He rolled his eyes with amusement. "I guess there are good angel warriors out there. Without that SOMEONE, we cannot wake him. So the other twin, Feliciano, is the next best thing. In short, we need him on the demon side. Once he is reborn as the Fifth Nation, the Light World will have no chance at domination; and then the dukes and the Fiends will continue the battle for ultimate control. You may think once the Five Nations are together you will reign supreme, but there are many ways to get around it." He smirked. "However, if the Light World gets him first, well, you know the results. Think on it, would you? No one will make any further moves until you come to a decision. You have three nights. Enjoy the blood." He snapped his fingers and was gone.
Ivan looked to Ludwig. "Feli is the Fifth Accursed Nation. We must awaken him." Ludwig was silent, but his body was trembling. "He has to make the choice to be with us. It must be you who persuades him because of his feelings for you." Ludwig still would not answer. Ivan looked down at his boots. "We know who that angel 'someone' is, and Feli would go towards the Light World in a heartbeat. He has to be a demon. We need him on our side." He stood up. "You have to make him love you all the more. Gain his trust and heart; mate with him, and then you will have to kill him."
Ludwig gave a dark roar, burst into flames, and broke the glass in his hand.
End Chapter 9 TBC

Extra 2: Arthur and Francis' Story
Francis and Arthur (Told from Francis' point of view)
I never cared for the English courts.
My name is Francis Bonnefoy and I was visiting England along with my king while he attended some royal business. While I didn't mind accompanying my king, I did mind the bland company, not to mention the food, of the English court. Their wine was terrible, and their women were far more foul. Too boring for my tastes: too…bland. I shared my company with them, of course, but I much rather have my own countrywomen. They all dressed boring and plain, even their men were blandly clothed! No style. No design. No beauty. Just…bland.
One night during a royal feast there was a wild thunderstorm raging outside. Many of the English people were concerned and panicked. For some reason, I always found the English to be stupidly superstitious when it came to acts of nature. I couldn't tell you how many English nobles I've met who went on and on about 'ghosts'. Silly little people.
While I rest against a pillar sipping my wine, I notice the crowd has gone silent and began to part. Who could be coming? The English king and queen, along with my own, were already present. I stood taller than most here, and standing up on my toes I could see the man who entered the hall. This man I had never seen before. He must be new at court. His attire was equal to that of English nobility. Perhaps some newly made lord? As the man walked to join the English king on the dais, I took notice of people's reaction to him. They all whispered, looked even fearful, or shook their heads in distaste. Just who was this man?
I kept my sights on him as he whispered to the king, either making him laugh or nod his head. I didn't know what it was, but something about this man had peeked my curiosity. Aside from those bushy brows above his eyes, the blonde man was beautiful. Perhaps it was those green eyes or that prideful, cynical look about him. He was the type of man you wanted to take down a few pegs. Unable to stand the mystery any further, I turned to the nearest nobleman.
"Excuse me, sir." I ask, in my best English. "But who is that man with the king?"
"That is Sir Arthur Kirkland, the king's royal astronomer. But don't let that man fool you, sir. He is naught but evil."
"Evil?" I repeat. "He doesn't appear evil."
"Oh, he is. We all think he has the king under some sort of spell. He dwells in the Dark Arts and witchcraft!"
I smile. "What proof do you have?"
"Uh…well…" The man fumbled over his words. "It's…just known!"
I laugh. "I see. Well, thank you."
Dark Arts? Witchcraft? Nonsense. Still, I was very attracted to this man and was unsure of why. It wasn't lust, or was it? I haven't even spoken to the man yet. I waited for a chance to get him alone when he was mingling with the crowd. "Excuse me?" I got his attention. "I don't believe we've met." I gave my very best bow. "I am Francis Bonnefoy, a dear and trustworthy friend of my king and a lover of all things beautiful. Whom might you be?"
The man named Arthur looked amused as he returned the bow. "Welcome to our court, Sir Francis. I am Arthur Kirkland, chief astronomer to our majesty, the king."
I wanted to know more about this man. I felt myself drawn to him in a way like I've never felt before. "I am not familiar with much astronomy. My talents lie in the arts and fine wines, and beautiful women of course."
"You are indeed a Frenchman, no doubt." Arthur smirked. "Walk with me then, Frenchman. I will tell you some basic points of modern astronomy."
My 'lesson' had turned from astronomy to fucking in an empty room. It was dark save for the flashes of blue lightening. Something had come over me, a savage need of want for the mysterious blonde haired beauty. He did not fight me, rather, he was an active participant. There was not a spot in that room we hadn't been on before the last of our energy had left. It was the best sex of my life!
"When can I see you again?" I ask as we dress.
"This is our one and only time." Arthur looked at me. "I hope I didn't lead you on?"
I was surprised and shocked by his sudden cold exterior, as if what we just did never happened. "You would just forget about what we did?"
Arthur shrugged. "I enjoyed it, but I don't like commitments. View me as a whore if you must. Whatever helps you to sleep at night. Good day to you, Sir Francis."
Alone I stood, baffled, in that cold dark room. How dare Arthur walk out on me like that! The man was evil, all right. Evil and greedy! For the first time ever, I felt used. Arthur just wanted a good tumble and I gave it to him, numerous times. I was amazed he could even walk straight! What a cruel, cold hearted man. And yet, I wanted him. I wanted him all the more. I would not take this dismissal lightly! No one dismissed Francis Bonnefoy!
I found myself following him after the storm had ended. The party was over and everyone had headed home. I'm sure my king is wondering where I am, but I mustn't let Arthur get away. The man was going somewhere, secret, I would think, judging by how sneaky he was being. I followed his cloaked figure to the stables where he mounted a horse and rode off. Quickly, a grab a horse myself and ride after him. Although the storm had stopped the rain still fell, helping to mask the sounds of my horses' hooves. I could only follow the little lantern on Arthur's horses' saddle as we entered the woods. It was harder to see, but I would not give up! Then, I had lost sight of the lantern. Now I did not know where I was! I was lost! All the woods seemed the same. It was dark, rainy, and cold. I hated being wet!
'Damn it!' I swear. 'How the hell am I going to get home now?'
Then, a strange sound in the distance caught in my ear. A violin? All the way out here? Was it Arthur? Curious, I follow the sound with my horse. As it grew louder I recognized the tune as 'Greensleeves', written by King Henry VIII himself. The king of England wouldn't be all the way out here? My horse stops, rears in fright, and nearly throws me off. I steady the large beast but it will not move any further. I tie the reigns to a tree and follow after the sound. The rain had slowed, and the night sounds of the forest began their own song. This was an eerie place. A dark place, I could feel it. So why wasn't I turning back? Why did I still seek out Arthur?
"Because I want him." I whisper to myself.
I soon come upon a large clearing. This place was holy, but not in the same way as a church. It was entirely different. Entering further, I see that it is some sort of ancient graveyard given the cracked and crumbled state of the tombs. There was a mist along the ground, probably from the rain? The song was close now. Up ahead I see the faint warm glow of a light. I hurry after it and come upon the object of my adventure. Arthur. He sat atop a statue of a dark stone figure, a gargoyle, as he played that violin. Still cloaked, the man took no notice of me. I walk closer, waiting for Arthur to notice my presence. I gaze at him lounging upon that statue. I look at that long leg resting on a stone wing, only hours before those limbs were wrapped around my waist. What was Arthur doing out here in this place all by himself? Was Arthur really in to the Dark Arts?
"Who are you?" Arthur stopped playing and glared at me. "YOU! Who are you? How dare you come to this sacred place!"
"Arthur! It's me, Francis!" I lower my hood so he can see me. His eyes widen.
"Francis? What are you doing out here? Did you follow me?"
"I did. I wanted to see you again, and this is where I followed you to." Arthur didn't appear happy to see me.
"You stupid fool! Now I must kill you!" I watched him draw a dagger from his belt and I back away, putting my hands up.
"Stop it, Arthur! I mean you no harm!"
"I can't have you telling the king of this!"
"I swear I will not tell!" Arthur didn't believe me. "I swear it! Please, lower your dagger."
Arthur did so and I let out a sigh. "What do you really want, Francis?"
"Like I said, I wanted to see you again."
"Well, I don't want to see you."
"Arthur, you really hurt me back there. I was…I'm very attracted to you. Strangely attracted. I couldn't bear the fact that you left me after we had done so much together."
Arthur laughed at me. "Foolish frog! Tis only lust."
"No." I say firmly. "I believe it is more than that. I've never felt this way about anyone, least of all a man. I adore women, and I share their bed whenever I wish. But you, you are different. I was told that you are a witch, or tamper in the Dark Arts. Is this true?" Arthur's lips slowly inched in to a smile.
"What do you think?" Before I could answer, Arthur had disappeared and I found him standing behind me.
"How did you do that?"
"Magic." My eyes widen. So it was true? "Being an astronomer is only my daytime cover."
Arthur moved away from me, sauntering over to a tall tomb and disappearing behind it. I glance around to the other side, but he is gone! I whip my head around, searching for him. I hear a mocking laugh- it's him! So this is what I'm feeling! Witchcraft! He has bewitched me!
"Francis-" He voice calls to me. I follow. "Francis…come to me." I see a lantern swinging up ahead and a figure moving slowly. I follow it, and the sound of Arthur's voice. I glance down at the mist beneath my feet- in it I see faces. Ghostly images, yet I do not fear them. "Francis…" That sweet voice again!
My boots catch on something. I look down to see a pile of clothing- Arthur's clothing. I grin. Was he naked now? I continue to follow that swinging lantern, but stop when I hear his laughter. The lantern light disappears. I hear footsteps to my right. I turn- only darkness. A flash of pale flesh moves to my left. Again, darkness. Was Arthur playing with me?
"Francis." I turn around to see him standing beside a broken tomb, naked, save for some strange body art and jewelry. Strange, I did not notice the body art when we were in that room. He beckons to me- and I follow.
Arthur leads me to a large tomb engraved with demonic pictures and symbols. I paid them little mind. I wanted the naked form climbing those stairs the most. He enters through the iron gate and I am close behind. It is dark, but only for a moment. Arthur takes my hand and hundreds of candles burst to life, lighting up the tomb. I look all around. Skeletal bodies litter the floor, some full and others broken. Skulls lined the base of a large stone table. Just like outside, the table was engraved with demonic dancing figures. Suddenly, I felt nervous. I was no true man of God, but this was too much to bare. As I try to leave, Arthur grabs my wrist.
"Where are you going, Francis? Don't you want me?"
"I do…but not here." Arthur laughed, pulling me over to the table with him.
"If you want me to be yours then you have to claim me here amongst the eyes of the Dark One. Claim me before He does."
"The…Dark One?" I question. "Who is that? You speak of the Devil! WITCH!" I try to turn away but I'm pulled back by Arthur, and he crushes his lips to mine. Instantly, I am transfixed by his kiss and touch. He throws that taught, naked body against my clothed one, fumbling with the front of pants. Unable to resist this sexual need, I give in and take Arthur on the stone table. Inside him I feel complete, like we belong together. He cries my name so sweetly, his face twists in pleasure and those long nails claw at my back. I thought I could hear the sound of whispers: perhaps singing or chanting. The sounds only urged me on, fucking him in the earnest now.
I had made a deal with the Devil that night. I claimed His messenger of evil, forever binding me to Arthur's soul and magic. But I didn't care. I possessed the most beautiful and bad tempered man on this earth. Arthur was mine and I was his. We spent every day together- not caring who sees. King Henry did not care, and would silence anyone who questioned our 'relationship'. I never went back with my king. I was to remain here, in my lover's homeland, together with him. I was very careful about leaving the castle with Arthur. I would go with him to his Dark rituals where he would meet up with others. Arthur would dance naked around a large bonfire with others, all the while keeping those green eyes focused on me. I would watch them do their strange spells and sacrifice animals. They would join hands and chant in ancient tongues- they would call for demons and ghosts to wrong those who have done them harm.
One night, I had to defend my lover against another. A warlock wanted to sleep with my Arthur in order to feel closer to the Dark One. I would not allow it, and challenged the man to a duel. I had won with little trouble, not even one strand of my beautiful hair fell from its tie. After that moment I felt empowered, and I wondered if this was the Dark One accepting me. I had, after all, taken the one whom He desired. Such a forgiving being He was. In front of everyone I took Arthur with no shame. I wanted everyone to know that we belonged together, in this world or the next.
But our happiness was cut short due to the cruelties of this human world. I was accused of being a Lutheran. How foolish! I never dabbled in religious affairs of any kind. King Henry did not believe these accusations, but the Catholic church and the English council did. Behind the king's back, I was dragged from my bed and tied to a pyre. The people threw bundles of sticks at my feet. Panicking, I called out to Arthur, to the Dark One, to anyone who would help me. I saw the flames coming closer. The sticks were lit. The smoke clogged my nose and throat. And then, I heard Arthur's voice in my head.
'I will free you from your earthly body! You must let yourself go. I will take you away before the flames can cause you any pain. Come with me, my love. We shall be together even in death.'
I did as Arthur commanded. I felt my soul leaving my body. I looked back at myself, the shell of my body, hanging limp against the pyre as the flames consumed it. I knew I was crying. I was now a ghost, a phantom, a spirit floating over the crowd and through the city, only to land in the waiting arms of my Arthur. Arthur cradled my ghostly form close, whispering soft words in that dark tongue of his.
"Fear not, my love. They will pay for what they have done to you. Stupid humans and their idiotic beliefs in false gods and saints! All of them will pay!"
And so I travel with my lover to the court of King Henry VIII where he reveals himself as a follower of the Devil. The king is shocked and outraged. He sentences Arthur to death by burning, the punishment for a witch or warlock. My lover was brave being brought to the pyre. I watched from a distance as he smirked, and laughed, as the pyre was lit. I scream in silence as the flames engulf him. But Arthur was not dead yet. He suddenly burst through the flames, flew high in the air, and attacked the crowd with lightening from his fingers. The people screamed and ran. He sent fire to their houses, and to them. He shouted to the sky that the people were forever cursed and that they were being punished for killing me, an innocent man. I had to turn away from the brutal sight.
Once everything had quieted down, I met Arthur again in the old graveyard. He too, was a ghost, the same as I. Immediately we embraced. 'What is going to become of us now?' I ask.
'We rest for now, my love.' Arthur answered. 'The Dark One will call for us every time He needs us. We will awaken in different times and different worlds to do his bidding. Together we will remain for all eternity.'
I smile at him and bring my soul mate in to a kiss. I don't know what the future holds for us, but so long as I am with my beloved, I know I will always find my way. So together we enter that old tomb where I had claimed him and lie down together on the table. That is the last thing I remember- until I woke up in the year 1588, watching as the ships of the Spanish Armada came sailing to the English shores. Arthur and I were to face a mystical being riding upon those ships. A Spanish man by the name of Antonio.
And so began our long history of battles throughout the ages.
End Extra 2
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